Then the principal spoke:

"Eat, eat to the stomach."

The grandeur and Hongyu all looked at each other.

It doesn't matter, my lord, gritted my teeth and went into my stomach.

But children, it is even more difficult to let them eat raw noodles than to ascend to the sky.

But what I didn't expect was that the children didn't know if they were frightened or what's wrong, they didn't complain, and they ate smoothly.

On the contrary, it was the two daughters-in-law of Hongwei and Hongyu who said that they would not eat anything.

The two of them seemed to have discussed, and after taking a bite, they didn't chew it, put it in their mouths, and finally spit it out.

Moreover, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, their actions were really exaggerated, just like a particularly spicy chili pepper that couldn't eat a little chili pepper and suddenly ate it into his mouth, he spit it out violently, impartially, and happened to spit in front of Guoxian's grandfather.

As soon as they vomited, they shouted at the principal on the side:

"How can you let people eat this raw? What should I do if I have a bad stomach? ”

The two of them also walked up to the children and opened their mouths:

"Spit it out, spit it out! Eaten? Got it in your stomach? Silly, don't you know what was born? Do you eat it raw? ”

The two brothers, Hongwei and Hongyu, looked at each other.

The face of the chief was green.

The principal was furious, and his face was full of anger.

I guess if it was my daughter-in-law or relatives, the principal would definitely beat them up.

But after all, it's not your own relatives.

In the end, the director tried his best to suppress his anger and ignored Hongwei and Hongyu's two daughters-in-law.

The director took the missing piece of dough, walked up to Guoxian's grandfather, put the dough on Guoxian's grandfather's mouth, and sealed Guoxian's grandfather's mouth.

Because the dough is raw and very soft, the dough just seals Guoxian's grandfather's mouth very tightly, and the principal also presses the dough hard to ensure that there is no gap.

After doing all this, the principal left a sentence:

"Prepare, tomorrow will be the funeral and burial."

Then, the principal left.

Everyone in the room was dumbfounded again.

I'm also a little baffled.

Because according to our rules here, the funeral takes at least five days.

On the first day, the deceased was changed, and after changing the shroud, the corpse entered the museum, and then firecrackers were set off, and the relatives began to cry and mourn, which was tantamount to announcing to the people in the village that the news of the deceased's death was what they were going to do now and later.

The next day, the mourner goes to the home of the deceased's relatives, including distant relatives, to inform them of the deceased's death and the time of burial, so that they can attend the funeral at that time.

On the third day, a mourning hall is built, and the chief and the immediate family of the deceased discuss the funeral ceremony and determine the candidates for each ceremony.

On the fourth day, the family changed into white filial piety clothes, kept a vigil, and officially entered the funeral process.

On the fifth day, he was buried.

Of course, there are also special circumstances, such as large families to hold a luxurious and grand funeral, and there are also cases where it takes a week or ten days.

But there is one point, it is rare to shorten the time of the funeral.

It's the rule!

This rule is not set by man, nor is it set by heaven, but was given by our ancestors a long time ago, after an accident in our village.

We all know that our Chinese's definition of death is different from Westerners' understanding of death.

The Chinese definition of human death has always been that the last time the soul leaves the body is regarded as death, that is, as we said before, the three souls and seven souls, the heavenly soul, the earth soul, and the life soul, each go to its own place, rather than the heart stopping or brain death as Westerners think.

Therefore, the tradition left by our ancestors is that after a person stops breathing, he must be placed in a mourning hall for five days before he can be buried, because if a person stops breathing, it does not mean that the person's three souls and seven spirits have left the body, that is to say, if the person stops breathing, it does not mean that the person is dead.

So, once "fake death" it will be a tragedy.

And this tragedy happened in our village.

At that time, because of the remoteness and underdeveloped medical skills, there was no one in a township, so there was a profession of "traveling doctor".

It is said that it is a traveling doctor, but in fact, it is similar to the kind of seller who goes into the village to sell things, he also has to shout and sell, people sell goods, he sells medical skills, medicine.

But these traveling doctors, they don't have any real talent and learning, most of them are charlatans, they just know some trivial medical knowledge, no matter what the disease, they can diagnose and treat it casually, talk nonsense to fool the past, prescribe some irrelevant medicines, and they can't eat dead people anyway, so they take the money and leave.

Even if there was really an accident, he would have patted his ass and left, and he had nothing to do with him, so he didn't have to bear any responsibility.

But even so, because there is no Langzhong in Shili and Eight Villages, the traveling doctor is still very businessy in the village.

There was a girl, eighteen or nineteen years old, I don't know what strange disease she had, she had been unconscious, people at that time, patriarchal thinking, plus it was true that she couldn't find Langzhong, and the girl's family didn't pay attention to it, so she was in a coma, thinking that it was not a serious illness, rest more, and let the condition get better on its own, but the girl lay in bed for a whole week, not only did the condition not improve, but the condition worsened, and she could lose her life at any time.

It was at this time that a traveling doctor came to the village.

The family held the attitude of treating a dead horse as a live horse doctor, and asked the traveling doctor to show it.

As a result, after the doctor diagnosed it on the spot, he actually announced that the girl had died.

The family didn't believe it, so the doctor explained that the girl's heart stopped beating, and she had no pulse and no vital features.

Moreover, the traveling doctor also suggested that the girl might have an infectious disease similar to the plague, and that she should be buried immediately to avoid accidents.

Even if the girl's family was unwilling, as soon as they heard about the plague and infectious disease, they followed the advice of the traveling doctor, bought a coffin, and buried the girl in a hurry.

I thought that this was the end of the matter, but the next night, when a passer-by passed by the place where the girl was buried, he suddenly heard a few moans from the girl's grave.

Passers-by thought it was haunted, so they ran away, shouting as they ran, haunted, haunted, attracting the attention of the villagers.

However, the villagers did not take it seriously, thinking that passers-by had heard it wrong, and they had scared themselves, and the person died, how could they still make a sound.

But during the day, some of the children, playing near the girl's grave, heard screams and cries of pain coming from the girl's coffin.

The children scattered and went home one after another, telling their adults, but at first the adults thought that it was daylight, where the hell came from, even if the girl really died in vain, and the ghost was not gone, and turned into a ghost, it was impossible to come out in the daytime, and they all regarded this incident as a prank of the children.

(End of chapter)